Dear Diary, I spent the week in jail. Met a big dude named Sampson. When the folks came to pick me up, I over-reacted just a bit. I was happy for my freedom. That and sleeping in a real bed again. It's what life's all about. I'll never be bad again. Hey wait. Was I bad? Gracie.
RIP Joe Diffie
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